Show Me What You Got – Limp Bizkit
Keepin it real,
World wide baby,
Limp Bizkit’s in the house,
So bring it on,
I’d like to dedicate this song,
For makin my dreams come true,
For the millennium,
Are you ready?
Then get the fuck up,
Where you at Jacksonville.
Rodchester, Louisville, Columbia,
Hartford, Milwaukee, and Louiston, Maine,
Where you at, Providence, Nashville, Memphis,
Lauderdale, Portland, Orlando, Chicago, & Frisco
I left my heart in Austin with Mary Campbell,
Got lost in Boston looking for the tea party,
Met a child molestor in Rodchester,
I need a Kleenex, everytime I’m leavin Phoenix,
I get silly when I play in Philly,
Limp Bizkit Committee, Down in Kansas City,
Never know what I’m in for when I’m playin Denver,
Hard Rock don’t stop down in Vegas,
In Cincinnati, The girls call me daddy,
And I probly ain’t leavin, The next time I’m in Cleaveland
Found my lucky coin in Des Moines,
And spit on a boy named Tina in Pasedena,
We got to swing from New Orleans,
Ft worth and Dallas we toast when we're tippin' up the challis
Tulsa, St. Louis, Sacto, Mesa, Norfolk, Lawrence, Minneapolis, St. Paul, North Hampton,
Detroit, Omaha, New York, LA
What can I say, I can't name em all
So somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up
And show me what you got!
Hey ladies!
Who's hot, who's not!
I can't help but believe in these friends
These bands, these tours and these places I've been
I thank God, Mom & Dad
Adriana, the sky, for the love I feel inside
Jordan, my phat ass band
Without em I'd be nothin but a pumpkin shoved inside a can
Without the fans there wouldn't be no show
And if that was really so then life would really blow
To the firm, you always got my back.
Korn for the love and the swappin of the tracks
My brother Cory D, my man Terry Date
We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great
Scott Weiland the melody man, if you cant sing it nobody can
Wu-Tang Clan skills from the Method
The worlds best MC kills on this record
Slim Shady, crazy ass cracker
Les Claypool, for actin like a fool
and all of the bands with the demos that were cool
I'm so grateful for this life of mine
The ones I didn't thank I will some other time
Now I want somebody, anybody, everybody get the fuck up
And show me what you got!
Hey ladies!
Who's hot, who's not!
I've been around this world and then some
Dumb ditty dumb kid where you comin from?
I went from the garage to steppin' on these stages
Outrageous rhymes left my mind and soon became contagious
I see a mic then I grab it, scary ain't it?
Comin raw with no corrections
Savin all perfection's for what I do with my erections
So dream on!
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